she's on time

i am sitting at my desk, trying to finish aaron's portfolio for tonight's session. he has to illustrate the cover so i have to get it to him tonight so he can finish it by saturday which is the reading!! exciting. i hope he's excited. you never can tell with aaron. he is very secretive. like a paper crane with a poem written on it, but it's all folded inside, and you can only see the parts he's showing you, and you know if you could just figure out how to unfold it you could read everything that's there. but then he wouldn't be able to fly on his own. so maybe he needs to read it himself. ahh....as usual the metaphor has gotten away from me. ba-di-da.

i am having the kind of feeling today that you can curl up inside. warm and soft. safe and happy. the sky is eye-color and the snow is falling softly and the light is yellow and my house smells like a christmas tree and i'm munching peppermint bark and editing poetry. god, i love skipping work.

want to hear a joke? a man went to an art museum and had an art attack!

*sigh*

someone take me waltzing in a ball gown. i am feeling romantic.